Gil Scott-Heron - Angel lyrics

[Verse 1: Common] I spent my day so, first I pray yo Then I lay low, looking for the halo Or more yayo, my little angel Reminded me to stay playful Faithful walks I take in the woods Thinking whats good, things that I can change I should Things I can't, need to be understood Th-this is the bliss, I used to drift from the hood For a second at least, I'm resurrecting the peace Pipes that Indians used to light, we called it Chief, right? Stepping on the leafs right, to reach heights Th-th-th-that I never seen, it's so so evergreen Some use it for medicine, or to write better things I was in Amsterdam man, bike pedalling To the nature spot to taste the flavours they got My eyes drop, I like it a lot Yeah, my angel [Hook] I wanna turn up the sound and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (Angel) Going through the city of the Chi make me feel like I'm in the city of (Angels) Oooh I wanna fly, fly away with my (Angel) She takes me high, she will always be my (Angel) [Verse 2: Game] Th-th-the way that I rhyme, blow n***a's mind Like the first time you heard Mary J and you were standing in line To purchase tickets to see her blow like Chicago wind And I'm ridin with Common looking for Chicago Zen And like Chicago winds, I was once a Street Disciple Rockin every Jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I wanted to die Prolly cause the angel dust was f**in with my third eye So I start hip-hop and I understand why Common used to love her She got me open so I even had to f** her But I used the rubber, cause she was married to Rakim So I bought me a gold chain, pretendin' that I was him So I can get close to the girl I loved the most But she left Cali and went on tour with Ne-Yo and Ghost Big gave her one more chance, and she took Big down I should've knew it, Shock G and Pac told me "She get around", an angel [Hook] [Verse 3: Game] Fly away, fly away My love for her is not about j**elry and cars I love her cause she love me, just for who I are Who I is, who I am, resembles the rims on the Lam' I shine like Shyne when Barrington Levy was sayin, "Didilly whoooa!" I got love for the streets, peace to New York and every hood in the East Before I was duckin' cops, gunshots, I used to be an L.A. Dodger, now I'm a (Angel) From the city of lost souls, Impalas and polished gold Between the car, and the rims, we got a lot of chrome Your hood not alone, they knockin, we not at home And when they bust in, we not Caesar, but gotta roam Cause they try to wire phones, I'm talking Verizon phones The ones they put wires on, they got us on tap But I put wires on, my Bentley in fact I spit it through the wires on a Kanye track [Hook] [Outro: Common] Yeah, it's The Game and Common Spread your wings, follow your dreams Things will be so serene, L.A. and the Chi is a team Yeah, angel supreme Yeah, keep on Yeah, it's for the world boy, we do it forever, yeah